Chapter 262 The Arrival of George

• Oberon was a masterclass in shamelessness. Trying to spark a conversation, he spoke in an overly polite tone, "Mr. Drakon, you're awake quite early! I feel bad making you rush around at this hour."
• Jason didn't respond. He didn't even glance at Oberon, letting the awkwardness hang in the air.
• Evelyn strolled in, balancing a breakfast tray. She cast a sharp look at the Whitewoods and smirked. "Wow, Mr. Whitewood, couldn't wait to start the day, huh? Here's an idea—why don't you sell your adopted daughter outright? I know people who'd be interested. Need me to connect you? And leave my uncle alone while you're at it. He's not a prize for just anyone to chase."